"We are going up the mountain, to haul down the great tree to the mill." "To be sure I will come," I answered, gladly.

"What great tree is it, Mr.Ephraim ?" "The largest tree any where near here--the one we cut down last winter.
Ten days it took to cut it down.

If I could have saved it, it should have stood.

But grandfather did it to prove his rights.

We shall have a rare job to lead it home, and I doubt if we can tackle it.